Truth (Larry)

Rude Awakening

You ready Mr. Tomlinson?"
Louis stood up, blowing air and fixing the man who had called his name with a look that could quite literally kill.

"Looks like I have no choice, mate. Let's get this over with."

He entered a room with a couch with vibrant coloured cushions and a coffee table, a chair sitting opposite of the couch. He stopped in the door way and looked back at Paul. "You said he wouldn't be here?"

"I promise, Louis. He won't be here."

Louis nodded once and took his seat, looking up to see people he hasn't seen in a really long time and people he would've been fine with never seeing again.

Louis felt fidgety and instinctively reached for the small box that usually sat in his pocket.

"Fuck."

His freedom could only be so long though. No more cigs for a while unfortunately.

"Louis, good to see you again."

He looked up to see an attractive looking woman with blonde hair and minimal makeup. She had probably interviewed him before but he could honestly not remember. She seemed nice enough so he smiled.

"Good to see you too."

She smiled and sat down, putting her cards in place and looked around.

"Ok Louis, you know what to do. Be normal, be chill." One of management said. Louis rolled his eyes and scoffed.

"I'll do my best though it might be hard as I'm being forced to do this against my will."

"I can remember you begging me to let you finally do this." Steve—head of management said with a coy smile. It made Louis' blood boil.

"Well shit happens thanks to you fuckers so it is what it is."

"Alright Louis we're on in 3 2 1 go."

Louis looked away from Steve and at the girl.

"I'm Hillary List and I'm here with Louis Tomlinson. Louis how are you?"

Louis put on a fake smile. "I've been good yeah how about you?"

"Life's been good here. How's Freddie."

Louis' fake smile turned into a real one at the thought of his son. "He's been great, talking a lot, definitely gets it from me haha."

"Aw that's great! Well you know why you're here I presume."

Louis took a shaky breath and looked over at Paul behind the camera who looked at him with a sad look.

"Yeah, yeah I do. Um I think it's about time I tell my fans the truth."

Truth:

***

"Of course I loved him. I loved him with everything I had."

"But it didn't last."

Harry scoffed, running a hand over his face tiredly.
"No. It didn't."

"Why?"

"It's a long story."

"Well we will be here for a long time."

Harry looked at his shoes, not actually believing this was actually happening. He's about to tell the whole world something so sacred and private; something he's dreamed of doing ever since he was 16. But this wasn't how he wanted it to go. He was supposed to be with Louis and Louis doesn't want to even be in the same room as him now.